Tom's Sky (¡A Tom Hiddleston fanfiction !)

#91

"...And maybe i loved you
in another life
and i promised you
that i would find you,
somewhere
on the other side.

Or maybe
you've always been
in my subconscious,
nudging me this way
and pulling me that way
until i found you,
i don't know,
but i do know
i've felt you
more than one life
should allow"

A strong headache woke me up, i checked the clock on my nightstand.

10 a.m.

I overslept.

I shouldn't have done that, at least not alone, i should've called Nicky or Zach to drink with me.

What am i saying? I shouldn't have drank at all!

I know i do and say stupid things when i'm intoxicated.

My phone fell from my bed and landed on the carpet.

I quickly grabbed it and checked the screen.

There was a phone call from earlier this morning... and it lasted 20 minutes?

Oh no, Tom.

Bloody hell.

Memories from this morning started to get clear in my head.

The horror!

I'm an idiot.

I've been ignoring his calls this whole week.

Not because i didn't want to talk to him... but because i did want.

I felt so guilty, watching his calls and letting the voicemail take it.

And i wanted to call him back or text him, apologising.

But that was the old me, the old me that felt bad for everything and everyone and was always apologising for doing what she thought it was the best, always hiding her feelings on behalf of someone else's sake.

The new me is not going to apologise for being extremely sensitive and i'm not sorry anymore for feeling things too deeply.

Maybe i get very sad over quite the stupidest things sometimes but i also love too deeply and care too deeply.

I will never apologise for that, not anymore.

I couldn't remember what was the last things he were saying before a fell asleep.

It was something about books, some writer, i think.

I think he said he would give me a book.

"Need a painkiller?" Zach spoke from the doorway.

"No, it's ok, thank you, i will have coffee" i said, getting up.

"Who were you talking to this morning?" Zach wanted to know.

"You wouldn't believe me!" i rolled my eyes, walking past him.

"No!" Zach gasped, this noisy bastard. "Really? You talked for almost half an hour!" He said.

"You listened the whole conversation, Zach?" I asked, annoyed.

"No!" He said, ashamed. "I just noticed when you stopped talking, that's all" he lied.

"Of course" i smirked, going to the laundry room to pick up my clean clothes.

He followed me all the way back to my room, waiting for more details.